DragonHeart (1996)

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Not bad.

But not good enough

to live.

Mind if I sit down?

I don't have

your energy.

Fight with your head.

Not your heart.

Straight.

Better, Einon.

But you're still dead.

Purpose,

not passion.

No one ever found

victory in the dirt.

The peasants are revolting.

They've always been revolting,

Prince.

But now they're rebelling.

King Freyne wants his son

to witness his noble victory.

There's nothing noble

about crushing desperate men.

They're traitorous scum!

The king commands!

Bring him!

You can come, too, nursemaid.

Die, you dog!

I wish we were down there.

No, you don't.

Yes, I do. Just to see

you in action, Bowen.

Yours would be the

finest blade on the field.

My blade was not made

for your father's slaughter.

He is my father, Bowen,

and he is the king.

Yes.

But when you are king,

remember today

and the difference

between battle and butchery,

and remember the Old Code.

Then you'll be a greater king


than your father.

I promise, Knight,

I will be greater.

Freyne!

Now, Hewe, now!

He's trapped!

Einon!

Einon!

Einon, no!

Enough!

Enough!


The battle's out there!

Father?

Die! It's mine!

Einon! Einon!

I'm here, Einon!

I'm here, my king.

Dead, Madame.

King Freyne,


your husband, slain.

In here!

In here, on the bed.

Einon!

Get out! Out!

Out! Brok, out!

You stay, Bowen.

Forgive me,


Queen Aislinn.

There's nothing to forgive.

His father's tyranny

brought him to this end.

He's beyond all help.

Not all.

A knight is

sworn to valor.

Sworn to valor.

His heart knows

only virtue.

Virtue.

His blade defends

the helpless.

His might upholds

the weak.

You must stay awake,

my son.

You must stay awake.

Repeat the Code.

The Code.

His might upholds

the weak.

His word speaks only truth.

His wrath...

Undoes the wicked.

Brok, stay there.

Lord!

Great one!

Your song is sad!

Are the stars

shining tonight?

No. No bright souls

glitter in this darkness.

Leave us. Go.

Aislinn,

daughter of the Celts.

Whose people loved your kind

and called you friend.

Yeah, the king's son,

cruel and full of trickery.

Is this why you've come,

dragonslayer's wife?

Dragonslayer's widow!

This boy is not his father.

This knight here is

his mentor.

He has taught him

the Old Code.

I need your help.

The wound is deep.

You know what you ask.

I will teach him your ways.

He will grow in your grace.

He will grow just and good.

I swear.

No! The boy must swear.

Give me your sword, Knight.

Your sword!

Do not be afraid.

He can save you.

Now listen to me, boy.

Swear that your father's blood

lust and tyranny died with him.

Swear that you will

live and rule with mercy.

Come to me

and learn the Once-ways.

Now swear!

I swear.

Einon!

Einon!

He's dead!

Peace,

Knight of the Old Code.

Witness the wonders

of an ancient glory.

Half my heart

to make you whole.

Its strength

to purify your weakness.

Live, and remember your oath.

I served the father

only for the sake of the son.

All my hopes rest on him.

Forgive a doubting fool.

Call when you need of me.

Ask what you will of me.

My sword,

my service are yours.

Only remind him

always of his vow,

Knight of the Old Code.

Brok.

Your Majesty?

The Romans built

this great fortress.

I will rebuild it,

and mine will be greater.

It will take many men,

my Lord, to rebuild this ruin.

Yes.

Yes, it will.

Not so rebellious now.

You should thank me, boy.

It was my stroke

made you king.

No, Brok,

I want no martyrs.

Death should be a release,

not a punishment.

Look good, dog.

I'm the last thing

you'll ever see.

Burn the insolence

out of his eyes.

No! No!

Not my eyes! No!

Father!

Run!

How dare you defy me!

Einon, you're unwell.

You've been bewitched.

Look at this!

It's madness!

Remember the Code!

The king is above the Code!

Have you forgotten

everything I taught you?

No one is above the Code.

Especially the king.

Dragon, I loved that

boy and you changed him!

You tricked me, Dragon!

No matter where you fly,

no matter where you go,

I will find you!

Today I make a new vow!

I will spend the rest of

my life hunting you down!

Avalon, oh, Avalon.

For you I quest each day,

the resting place of Arthur

and the Old Code of his way

and when I find

those holy stones,

I'll pray,

I'll pray, I'll pray.

Oh, Avalon, bright Avalon,

think me not a fool.

My quest is not for vanity,

my quest is spiritual.

Spiritual!

Merlin, spiritual!

Whoa!

Merlin!

Merlin!

Everyone's a critic!

Dragon,

dragon.

Yes, I know.

Where?

There, there.

Get back here, horse.

You coward.

Marvelous!

Heroics befitting the days

of Arthur and the Round Table!

Never have I seen

such skill!

Then you must have lived

the sheltered life of a monk.

Why, yes.

A scribe, scholar,

historian and poet.

Your servant, sir, Brother

Gilbert of Glockenspur.

My humble life is in debt

to your exalted prowess,

your dauntless courage, and

your superb, swift sword.

You have the poet's gift

of exaggeration.

Sir, you should

read my histories.

But you belittle

your talent.

Modesty as well as valor.

The Code of ancient Camelot still lives.

Hardly worthy of Camelot.

Still, it's one less dragon.

Well done, Knight!

Congratulations.

Our gratitude,

mine and King Einon's.

You can keep your gratitude.

I'll take the gold.

Yours or the king's.

Gold, Knight?

We made a bargain, remember?

One dragon put down,

one bag of gold.

Your honor has a price,

Sir Knight?

It has expenses.

Honor won't feed my belly

nor shoe my horse.

The priest is right.

It is your duty to protect

King Einon's vassals

as a knight of the realm.

Not of this realm.

I bend no knee to Einon.

I should have known.

Foreign riffraff!

Well, be gone, vagabond,

before I arrest you!

Back to work, you scum!

If King Einon's wheat

isn't cut before the rain,

I'll do a little

cutting of my own!

Sir Knight!

Sir Knight, wait!

Sir Knight!

Hear me out!

I'm on a pilgrimage.

Might we travel together?

The road's still free,

unless Einon's taxed it.

A road tax, King Einon,

hmm?

A road tax.

They are your roads,

after all.

People really ought to pay

for the privilege of using them

and those that can't pay

will have to work it off.

Ingenious, Felton.

Only you could keep

such a good brain

under such a bad hat.

That's very good, "bad hat. "

Out of my way, peacock.

Brok,

some are good at hunting men,

some are good

at hunting money.

Both have value for me.

Kara?

Kara, I told you...

I told you not to

come here anymore.

I'm a disobedient child.

Go on, take a drink.

Go on.

Magnificent shot,

Your Highness!

Care to double the wager?

Yes, happily.

Shall we say

the water bucket?

Stand still.

Stand still.

Superb!

Double again?

Double again.

Why not?

I say.

A moving target.

Peasant scum.

You've got a nerve, interfering

with the king's sport!

There's no sport in

tormenting a sick, old man.

I beg Your Majesty,

let him go.

It's been 12 years.

Your castle is built.

He can do you no more harm.

For God's sake,

release him.

Father!

I've always said death is

a release, not a punishment.

Go.

Kara.

I've decided to compose

The Ballad of Bowen.

How do you prefer

I should write this?

Far away!

Oh, don't concern yourself

with my safety!

I mean verse, meter.

Shall I spice it up

with a poetical flourish?

Or just the cold,

hard facts?

If you do not be quiet,

you and I shall

be the only things

that are cold and

hard around here.

I mean, it's all very well to go

hacking and whacking at dragons.

But if a dragon falls

in the forest

and nobody gets to hear

about it, does it make a thud?

Brother Gilbert.

What?

The quill is

mightier than the...

The quill is

mightier than the...

That's all that's left of the

last dragonslayer who tangled with me!

If I were you,

I'd quit while I was ahead.

Is that the best

you can do?

Catch!

You know, I've got quite a

collection of victims in here.

I won't be added to it!

I've given you

my final warning.

Into the mouth of death

he strode.

Into the gringy gloom.

Into the pit of fear unknown,

perhaps to court his doom.

That was good.

What did I say?

What did I say?

A little damp for fire,

isn't it?

Why must you knight-errants out

to make a name for yourselves

always pick on us dragons?

I don't need a name and I

have a collection of my own!

Yeah?

You're one who kills

dragons for money.

It's honest enough work.

One must earn a living.

Oh, yes, one must live.

Well, since you seek a

profit, we might as well begin.

Oh, don't flatter yourself.

It's not the profit.

It's the pleasure.

Perhaps less pleasurable and

more costly than you think!

Bowen!

Bowen, take care!

He went that way!

Take care, Bowen!

You can't fly forever!

Neither can you!

Slow down!

Come, visit the woods!

Look out!

Well done!

Pity.

That must have hurt.

Yeah!

Again? And again?

How do you like

the ride so far?

We're earning

our money now, aren't we?

Now, is there somewhere you

would like me to drop you off?

The sword against

the fang and claw.

The flame against the shield.

Blah, blah, blah,

which one would win?

Blah, blah,

field, shield, wield.

Whose flesh from bones

be peeled. Oh, no.

Whose fate would

soon be sealed.

Whose fate would

soon be sealed?

Whose fate would

soon be sealed!

Oh, you're good.

Haven't had this sort of

challenge in some time.

Nor likely to again!

Drat!

A little overconfident,

aren't we?

Hardly. But if you win,

you'll be out of work.

I will not stop until I've rid

the world of every last one of you.

I am the last one!

You're just trying to save

your scaly hide with tricks.

Haven't you noticed the pickings

are rather slim these days?

I got me one

just the other day.

So it was you

who k*lled the Scarred One.

She and I were the last.

Must've been

a proud k*ll, warrior.

How much gold did her tattered

carcass put in your purse?

That's none of your business.

Couldn't have been very much.

And you'll k*ll me for sport?

And when there are

no more dragons to slay,

how will you make a living,

Knight?

Shut up!

If your teeth come down, my sword

goes up, right into your brain!

If your sword goes up,

my teeth come down!

Into the moonlit

night the titans dueled,

in mortal combat bound.

Oh, who'd

the fatal false step make?

Whose blood would

stain the ground?

Oh, good Lord.

Sir Eglamore.

Oh, thank you very much.

It's been stuck

down there for months.

Can you get your buttocks off my tongue?

Why should you

be comfortable?

My armor is

rusting in your drool,

and your breath

is absolutely foul.

Well, what do you expect, with old

knights rotting between my molars?

Oh, God,

my mouth is so dry.

No, no, no, stop!

No, stop!

Sorry about that.

It seems we're in a bit of a

stalemate, wouldn't you say?

But I can go three days

without sleep.

I can go three weeks.

I'll stab you

before I nod off.

And I'll chomp you.

Marvelous,

we'll k*ll each other.

What do you suggest?

A truce. Get out of my mouth

and let's talk face-to-face.

How do I know

I can trust you?

I give you my word.

The word of a dragon.

It's worthless.

Stubborn lout!

I should have known!

Go on, k*ll me!

I don't want to k*ll you!

I never did!

And I don't want

you to k*ll me!

How do we gain?

If you win,

you lose a trade.

If I win, I wait around

for the next sword slinger

thirsting to carve a

reputation out of my hide.

And I'm tired of lurking in

holes and skulking in darkness.

I'm gonna let you up now

and if you insist, we can pursue

this fracas to its final stupidity.

Or you can listen

to my alternative.

What's the alternative?

Father, Father, look!

Dragon!

Out of the way!

Out of the way!

Out of the way!

Pesky critters, dragons.

You!

Like big rats.

You never seem to

get rid of them.

Unless you pay me two

bags of gold in advance.

Come on, Dragon.

Come on, Dragon.

Yes!

Hello.

Twenty-eight, twenty-nine...

Most profitable, dragon.

I should have met you

a long time ago.

There is much gold

in the world.

Perhaps when you've had your fill

of it, you'll no longer need me.

I am a Knight

of the Old Code.

My word is my bond.

No compunctions then?

About what?

Well, such deception hardly

befits a Knight of the Old Code.

Fleecing Einon's lackeys.

That's a service to mankind.

Is it?

When you squeeze

the nobility,

it's the peasants

who feel the pinch.

That's not my concern.

Why should I stick my neck out for

people afraid to risk their own?

Don't clutter up a clever

scheme with morality.

So be it,

Knight of the Old Code.

If I wanted

my conscience pricked,

I would have

stayed with the priest!

And what does a dragon know

of the Old Code, anyway?

His blade defends

the helpless.

His might upholds the weak.

His word speaks only truth.

Shut up! I remember.

That's all it is,

a memory.

Nothing can bring it back.

You sound like one who tried.

And failed.

So I no longer try

to change the world,

Dragon,

I just try to get by in it.

Yes, it's better

than death, I suppose.

Oh, is it?

I should think

you'd welcome death.

You know, the last of your

kind, all your friends dead,

hunted wherever you go.

Do you delight

in reminding me?

Yes, Knight,

I do long for death.

But fear it.

Why?

Aside from your misery,

what's to lose?

My soul.

Finish him, Brok!

Well, are you a man?

Should he continue, Mother?

Oh, the field belongs

to the apparently

inexhaustible Sir Brok,

my son.

The quarry!

First you beg mercy for your father's

fate, then you try to avenge it.

Now, you'll share it.

In your kingdom, Einon, there

are worse fates than death.

I'll think one up for you.

Take her away.

No! No!

No! No!

He k*lled my father!

He k*lled my father!

No!

He k*lled my father!

I remember you now.

I remember you.

Your hair, like fire.

You gave me this scar.

Didn't you?

I owe you.

I can...

I really can.

Sorry, Bowen.

I hope you like it well-done.

You must have

hated us very much.

I hated one of you.

These I k*lled

because I wanted to k*ll him.

But I never found him.

I never will.

If you're the last,

he must be dead.

Oh, yes.

Tell me, what was he like,

this dragon that you hated?

He only had half a heart.

But even that was enough

to pollute an innocent boy.

Einon was no innocent!

He polluted the heart!

How do you know that?

How do you know that, Dragon?

All dragons know that story.

What was to be their hope

became their doom.

A spoiled, ungrateful child was

given a great gift, and destroyed it!

No! I knew Einon.

I was his teacher.

I taught him

the ways of honor, of right.

Then he betrayed you

just as he betrayed

the dragon

whose heart he broke.

That's a lie, Dragon!

Stop calling me "Dragon"!

I have a name.

Well, what is it?

You couldn't possibly

pronounce it in your tongue.

Try me.

It's...

Next time stab more flesh,

less cloth.

I'll pierce your heart!

You already did.

A very special heart,

like no other.

A black, withered thing

without pity.

Then teach me.

Pity me.

I'll give you everything.

Even power.

You're so beautiful.

Even power.

Even a throne.

Oh, dear.

Thank you. It's passed now.

What was it?

An old complaint

that acts up now and again.

Forgive me if anything

I said, if I upset you.

It wasn't you, not you.

Don't be afraid.

I won't let you

suffer the same fate as me.

I've come to help you.

This will bring you out

well below the castle walls.

Thank...

You.

Have you been

watching over me all night?

I've been thinking.

Yes? About what?

Many things. Mostly

about what to call you.

I think

I've found you a name.

You say that as though you reached

up and plucked it from the sky.

I did. Up there.

Do you see

that group of stars?

I know those stars very well.

Do you see

the shape that they make?

Mm-hmm, a dragon.

Yes.

They call it "Draco. "

It means "dragon"

in the scholars' speech.

So instead of calling me

"Dragon" in your tongue,

you'll call me "Dragon"

in some other tongue.

You're right.

It's silly.

No. No, I would be honored to

be named after those stars. I...

I truly would.

Thank you, Bowen.

Draco.

Draco.

Throw off the yoke

of Einon's oppression!

We must start to

fight back!

Your father sang that sour tune

once, and we did fight back.

And once was enough!

We'll not dance to it again!

No, Hewe, just cringe like

a dog under Einon's boot.

At least a cringing dog's

a live one!

Hey! Why waste good food

on bad rhetoric?

I speak the truth.

Truth?

It's rarely inspiring, lass.

And it never wins rebellions,

but it will stretch necks,

if there is a neck underneath

that little mud pie.

Ready or not,

here I come!

Dragon!

It's Draco!

About time.

It seems you people are

in need of a dragonslayer.

Where is the lord

responsible for this village?

Brok lives in a big house

about six miles away.

But he'll only

blame any damage on us

and pluck our pockets

to pay for it.

I won't pluck them as deeply.

I'll make you a fair offer.

Take it, or leave him!

It's enough

you people grovel to Einon.

Will you be bullied by some

broken-down, blackmailing knight as well?

That's right,

you don't need me.

Settle it yourself.

Of course,

there are other ways.

Perhaps you'll part with one

of your precious daughters,

instead of gold.

No!

Dragons are partial to

maiden sacrifices, I hear.

Don't do this!

Don't do this to me!

I was born in this village!

You knew my father!

You knew my mother!

Who's the girl?

A nuisance.

Get rid of her.

Why?

They're trying to placate you

with a sacrifice.

Now, whoever gave them

that bright idea?

Never mind.

Just get rid of her!

How?

Eat her!

Oh, please.

Aren't we squeamish?

You ate Sir Eglamore,

hypocrite.

I merely chewed in self-defense,

but I never swallowed.

Improvise.

All right, all right.

He's coming!

Quick!

You have

a beautiful voice.

Oh, thank you.

We dragons love to

sing when we're happy.

Well, you're not

like a dragon at all.

Well,

how many dragons do you know?

Well, you're the first.

You should never listen

to minstrels' fancies.

A dragon would

never hurt a soul,

unless they tried

to hurt him first.

Really? Then why were you in my village?

Oh! The village!

Yes, the village!

You remember the village?

Leave him alone, you bully!

Run, Draco, fly!

I'll hold him!

Pick on someone

your own size.

Where have you been?

I'm truly sorry, Bowen.

I've been distracted.

Bowen, meet Kara.

You should have eaten her.

Oh, don't get angry, Bowen.

Why not?

You left me high and dry.

I was worried to death!

Worried? About me?

Yes, about you!

I had the whacker all set up.

Half the village is

out there with me.

We're searching the skies for

you, I don't know where you are.

If you're coming back, when

you're coming back. You just...

Disappear.

Be careful!

He's coming!

Well, well, well, it

can't be! But it is!

My old mentor.

Still giving carving lessons?

Get off your horse,

I'll give you one.

Time's not been

kind to you, Bowen.

You should never

have broke with me.

It was you

who broke with me!

And yet you return to me

with this girl I lost.

I think

she wants to stay lost.

Not her decision, I'm afraid!

I'm ready

for my lesson now, Knight.

That's one lesson

you never learned!

Only expose your back

to a corpse!

You are a corpse!

You just don't know it!

Lie down, Bowen!

You're the sorry scrap of

dead worlds and dead beliefs.

No!

They were your beliefs!

Never. Never mine.

You said the words!

You spoke them

from your heart!

I vomited them up because

I couldn't stomach them!

Because I knew it was

what you wanted to hear!

Lies! Liar!

I taught you!

You taught me to fight,

that's all!

I took what I needed from you.

You taught me to fight!

You taught me well.

Who asked you to interfere?

I had everything

under control!

Here, let me see.

It's knitted well.

You have

a healer's touch, Kara.

In a few days,

it'll be just another scar.

And what's one more scar?

To a knight, I mean.

I once knew a knight.

He stood all alone

against an evil king,

and even saved

a rebel leader from blinding.

He must have

had many scars.

That knight died

of his wounds long ago.

That's too bad.

His kind is badly missed in this world.

That's the way

the wretched world is, girl.

Doesn't have to be.

Men like you

could lead others.

You could give people

courage and hope.

Hope? Even if you

could raise your army,

do you think they'd stand a

chance against seasoned troops?

Last time they tried

it was a m*ssacre.

I remember.

I was there.

So was I.

That rebel was my father.

Let others stand with you.

You'll see this time

the end will be different.

What are you looking at?

Myself, once upon a time.

I'll see you in the village,

Draco.

That's easy for you to say.

This time I'll collect

the money, and you can die.

We can lose no more pigs

to this dragon.

Wait!

This man is a fraud!

It's her!

This girl is

a wandering idiot.

She babbles nonsense.

I'm telling you, this

knight is no dragonslayer.

You're mistaken,

my child!

He's the greatest

dragonslayer there is!

Possibly the greatest

there ever will be!

Brother Gilbert!

Bowen! You're alive.

Praised be the saints.

The saints be blessed.

You're alive!

And whole.

Brother Gilbert.

You could not put your

trust in a better man.

I personally have seen him

slay almost two dragons.

Oh, Brother Gilbert.

Almost.

Well, I didn't actually see

the death blow of the second,

but as Bowen is here,

he must have won.

No.

Don't you see?

He's in league

with the dragon.

Hold that there.

And here he comes.

Sink! Sink!

I can't.

It doesn't get any deeper.

Well done, Bowen!

You've done it again!

What a brute!

That's even bigger

than the last one.

Actually,

he's about the same size.

Meat.

Meat.

Meat!

Meat!

Oh, dear.

Run!

He's getting away!

Uh-oh.

What's going on?

Meat!

Meat!

Meat!

Meat!

Run.

That's what's going on!

Run.

Run?

Kara! Kara!

Peace, brothers, peace!

Heathens!

Brother Gilbert.

Oh, good Lord,

forgive me, my child.

Liar!

Liar!

No dragon, no charge.

Meat.

Meat.

Meat.

Meat.

Meat.

Meat.

We're going to die!

God help us!

We're all going to die!

Calm yourself,

Brother Gilbert,

we're not going to die,

we're just flying.

If you're going to

get yourself k*lled,

you might as well do it

in the fight against Einon.

I think

Kara has a point.

But I'd rather

discuss it on the ground.

Draco,

what unholy place is this?

Unholy?

This is Avalon, the resting

place of King Arthur himself.

So it was foretold, and so

have I found you, brave King Arthur.

And let the song...

Valor, virtue, truth.

Oh, yes, truth.

Amen.

Ready now, Kara.

And you, Bowen?

Bowen?

This is Avalon, the shadow

realm of the Round Table.

It's a divine omen.

Omens won't win battles.

Nor will you.

And you'll find out when

you try to raise your army.

You already know the courage

in your village.

They're very brave at pelting

young girls with vegetables.

It must start somewhere.

Will you wish us luck,

Draco?

Long ago, when man was young

and the dragon already old,

the wisest of our

race took pity on man.

He gathered together

all the dragons,

making them vow to

watch over man always

and at the moment

of his death,

the night became alive

with those stars

and thus was born

the dragons' heaven.

But when we die,

not all dragons

are admitted to

this shining place.

No, we have to earn it

and if we don't,

our spirit disappears

as if we never were

and that's why I shared my

life force with a dying boy,

so I would

reunite man and dragon

and ensure my place among my

ancient brothers of the sky.

But my sacrifice

became my sin.

It was you.

Your heart beats

in Einon's breast.

Yes, my half-heart

that cost me all of my soul.

Even then I knew his

bloodthirsty nature,

but I thought

my heart could change him.

My God, I was so naive.

No more than I.

All my life I've dreamed of

serving noble kings, noble ideals.

Dreams die hard,

and you hold them

in your hands long after

they've turned to dust.

I will not be

that naive again!

Mm-hmm.

Kara, I will go with you.

So be it.

Farewell, Bowen.

Valor!

Valor!

Valor!

N knight is sworn to valor.

N knight is sworn to valor.

A knight is sworn to valor.

His heart knows only virtue.

His heart knows only virtue.

His blade defends

the helpless.

His blade defends

the helpless.

His might upholds the weak.

His might upholds the weak.

His word speaks only truth.

His word speaks only truth.

His wrath undoes the wicked.

His wrath undoes the wicked.

Now I know

you're completely mad.

You want us to follow you

and a priest against Einon?

Yes.

To hell, more like.

But this time we can win.

You don't understand.

I don't want to understand!

I understand this!

I understand

six years in a quarry!

That's all I need

to understand!

I know. Believe me, I know

what you've been through, Hewe.

But this time

we've been joined...

Only a fool would join you!

You're not listening

to what I'm saying!

I've had enough

of your mischief!

Save your strength

for the fight against Einon.

There isn't any fight

against Einon.

I'm going to start one.

You and what army, Knight?

You have never fired a bow in

your life, in anger or in practice?

No.

Draw your bow.

Sight along the arrow.

Release.

Beginner's luck.

Try again.

Steady.

Brother Gilbert,

you're a natural.

Easy.

Here, widen your stance.

Up, down.

Up, down.

One fluid stroke.

This could

cleave a man's skull.

Like a pudding.

Eat.

I need more men!

It's just a few peasants

waving pitchforks!

I noticed they're

all on your land.

You're not too busy

hawking in your old age

to keep control of

your minions, are you?

Choose me?

I was just saying that any

one of us is worth 100 of them.

My brave Felton,

an army unto himself.

Well.

Fool!

I know this man

who leads them,

and I will not

underestimate him!

Him or the dragon!

Don't be afraid of the dragon,

my son.

I'm afraid of nothing!

Nothing!

You understand?

A mother's gift to her son.

The finest to be had.

The finest what?

Dragonslayers.

Have you thought

beyond tomorrow?

It's hard to

see that far.

Look at the camp.

What do you see?

What do you hear?

Hope.

Exactly.

Down there you have life,

songs and courage.

You have everything

you'll ever need.

And now, so do I.

He dares defy me

at my own gates.

Look at him!

Well, today his Code

dies once and for all!

No!

We're safe here,

Your Majesty!

That rabble couldn't

possibly storm the castle!

By tonight they'll be

cold and wet and tired.

They'll probably

just limp off home.

We're safe here,

Einon!

Remember your father!

Gotcha!

Bear to the right!

Let's shear them

like the sheep they are!

To the forest!

Form up!

Form up!

Halt! Halt!

Second line!

Right flank, advance!

Get in there,

second line!

Charge!

Scatter or die!

Scatter or die!

Go!

Like a pudding.

Pride goeth before the fall.

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Turn the other cheek,

brother.

Retreat! Retreat!

Retreat!

Return to the castle!

Retreat!

Brother Gilbert, it's Einon!

Stop him!

Thou...

Shalt...

Not...

k*ll!

The dragonslayers.

Open up!

It's the king!

Stop!

No! I want it alive!

Alive and safe.

Safe for all eternity.

Oh, no.

I go to save the Dragon!

Who will go with me?

Come from the shadows,

Aislinn.

Come where I can see you.

You know

why I've come.

I know.

In giving my heart,

I've taken on every poison

stirring in his evil breast.

Even the pain of his death

must be mine.

You cannot blame yourself.

Death without immortality?

That was not the only reason.

I had to wait for

a time when mankind

would not repeat my mistake

and let tyranny thrive.

When there would be those

who remembered the Once-ways,

remembered that even in the

darkness there is still light.

I cannot see.

Are the stars

shining tonight?

Brightly, my lord.

Brightly.

Then let us end it.

Forgive me!

I know why you brought me

the dragonslayers.

You wanted them to k*ll him

because you wanted me dead.

I wanted to correct

a mistake made years ago

when I saved a creature

not worth saving.

How un-motherly of you.

We have to open the gates.

The rest of us

are waiting outside.

Go save your dragon, Bowen.

Hurry, all of you.

It's this way.

Well, well, well,

what a pleasant surprise.

I expected you, Bowen, but

with my bride-to-be as well?

And with a priest to wed us.

To bury you.

Well, to bury one of us.

Kara, the door, quickly!

Hurry up, that way.

That way.

Quickly, this way.

This way.

Come on, hurry up.

Now, I don't know how

you all got in here,

but I tell you this,

you are going to get me out.

Hewe, thank you.

No!

Let me cut it

down to size for you.

A girl.

A girl.

Bowen!

Bowen!

Lo, I'm immortal.

Yeah!

Now it's you,

Bowen.

It's you

that has to do it!

What are you talking about?

As the heart binds Einon to me

in life, it binds us in death.

That's not true!

You've seen

that it is!

Through the heart, we share

each other's pains and power.

But in my half

beats the life source.

For Einon to die,

I must die!

Einon is dead.

He lives!

It doesn't matter.

Don't you hear it?

Our rebels have

stormed the castle.

Alive or dead, Einon's beaten.

We've won!

You will never win until

Einon's evil is destroyed

and to do that,

you must destroy me!

No.

Once you swore your sword

and service were mine,

to call when I had need of

you, to ask what I would of you.

I hold you

to your vow, Knight!

He's coming,

coming to stop you!

Strike before it's too late!

You are the last.

My time is over. Strike!

You are my friend.

Then, as my friend,

strike, please!

I can't.

Then I will make you.

Fight back, dragonslayer!

Defend yourself!

Pick it up!

Move, and she dies!

What now, Draco?

Without you,

what do we do?

Where do we turn?

To the stars, Bowen.

To the stars.

Nnd in the days

following Draco's sacrifice,

Bowen and Kara led the people in

a time of justice and brotherhood.

Ns I remember it now,

those were golden years,

warmed by an unworldly light

and when things became

the most difficult,

Draco's star shone

more brightly

for all of us

who knew where to look.